Not a fan lately if the rusty colour changes ... Reminds me of rust or tarnish. I understand it's some people's thing. Not me.
But when the sky is a near perfect clear blue and the sun shines right in the early evening.... That's the time that rust really lights up and becomes beautiful. Only if you catch it at that perfect time.
Ride up the don valley trail I thought I saw the perfect deep red the other day... The leaves must have fallen already because all I saw were yellows and oranges.
Maybe next time Red. Maybe next time.
Some day I will be better enough to truely believe this:
Toronto Evergreen Brickworks.
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